On the opposite side, about 200 monks rushed over, most of them fading monks.

Seeing Ji Xiao walking towards him unhurriedly, the black-robed monks stopped suspiciously. But there are also radical people, with red eyes, desperately shouting: "It's Ji Xiao! That bastard, kill my brother!"

Someone around immediately chimed in: "Kill him, otherwise the head of the family will kill us!"

"That's it, let's go together!"

There is one person who takes the lead, and someone immediately rushes out, and the ghost in his hand is full of ghosts, or there is a treasure light appearing, all of which are the strongest means.

In front of this group of people, more than two dozen spiritual monks were eyeing each other, but they did not have the slightest intention of stopping them.

Ji Xiao didn't react at all to these Mortal Realm cultivators who rushed up, and the frost on the white dragon sword was exactly the meaning of the moon frost of the Lonely Moon Sword Technique, and at this time, it was blessed on the spirit weapon, and it was even more powerful than before.

Ji Xiao held Xiao Xi in his arms, raised the sword, and gently put it down, and a horizontal moon frost sword qi sent forward, and those monks all widened their eyes, and suddenly found that they couldn't move.

These dozen or so monks looked down, their legs had been separated from their bodies, and a sword aura actually split them in half!

Then, they fell to the ground weakly, without any life, and on the other side, a group of people who had not yet rushed out looked at the corpses on the ground, and their reactions were different.

Some people are resentful, among these people who died, there are relatives they know well, and some people are shocked, this is the power of Ji Xiao's sword, and some people are sluggish and expressionless.

But unsurprisingly, they looked at Ji Xiao's expression, full of fear, this man, just killed more than a dozen people with a sword, but without blinking, as if it had nothing to do with him, he was a demon!

For a while, everyone fell silent, and the wind could be heard, but what remained was Ji Xiao's unhurried footsteps.

"I'm sorry......" Ji Xiao was silent for a moment and whispered ashamedly.

Xiao Xi raised his head in confusion: "Why do you want to say I'm sorry?"

Ji Xiao sighed: "They are all innocent, but the cultivation realm is a wrong step, a wrong step, I have no choice, if it is not me, it can only be them......"

Only then did those Lingzhao monks react, and a shrewd little man's eyes rolled wildly, and he quickly shouted: "You can't let him go, everyone go together, no matter how powerful he is, he is just a Lingzhao monk, don't be afraid of him!"

Hearing this, more than a dozen Lingzhao monks immediately plucked up their courage and attacked with righteous indignation, but the little man quietly retreated and ran away.

"I want Lao Tzu to bury you, I think it's beautiful! Idiot, haven't you seen the eight adults missing, you must have been solved by this kid, fighting with him?

Not only him, but also a few shrewd guys, also retreated as soon as possible, but no one reminded others, all of them wanted them to delay time for themselves.

Ji Xiao faced the roaring Dao Fa, jumped up suddenly, and swung his sword violently from top to bottom, sword after sword, and the cold moon and frost sky in the sky, like a tide, flooded the monks underground.

The cold moon frost sky was sent out in the hand of the white dragon sword, it was really cold, and a group of monks took out magic weapons to resist, and the low-level magic weapons were actually directly shattered, and only high-level magic weapons could resist.

Ji Xiao is like a silver moon, high above, and under the beautiful moonlight, there is endless killing opportunities.

Forcing Qingli to turn into a ghost, stealing other people's treasures, and unreasonable endless pursuit and killing, these things are tightly rooted in Ji Xiao's heart, there is no room for anything, only kill!

Gradually, the wail turned into a roar, the sword qi disappeared, the blood of the broken corpses all over the ground was miserable, and there were more than a dozen monks who survived with magic weapons, their hearts had collapsed, and there was only endless resentment left for Ji Xiao.

But Ji Xiao didn't have the slightest emotion at all, he jumped down and swung his sword at a monk, who didn't resist at all and was beheaded.

A young man looked at all this with blank eyes, and said blankly: "Second brother, fourth brother, Ah Qing ......"

There was also a female cultivator with a pale face and trembling all over her body, and she tore the clothes on her chest: "Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll be your slave! You can do anything! Don't kill me!"

Ji Xiao glanced at it, this slender woman was very delicate and had a good appearance, but ...... Her surname is Xing.

The nun collapsed in a pool of blood in disbelief, she had always been very confident in her appearance, I don't know how many people she had charmed, but why, this man just glanced at it, as if she was just a corpse.

Ji Xiao didn't let go of any of them, and all of them made up a sword, and more than two hundred Xing family monks here, including more than a dozen Lingzhao monks, did not leave a single one.

Since then, the low-level monks of the Xing family have been completely cut off, and many talented people have died under Ji Xiao's sword. No matter what the next consequences are, the Xing family will definitely suffer a heavy blow, and perhaps, they will never recover.

Xing Li, the head of the Xing family, who was thousands of miles away, trembled violently in his heart for some reason, and he didn't know what to do, his face was already extremely dark, and now he was even more full of anger. Fang Cai's demon cultivator used a magic weapon and disappeared, Xing Li gritted his teeth vigorously, and made up his mind to continue the search.

The temptation of the best treasure is too great, compared to it, the family or anything is not important.

Feilong Daoren, the head of the Long family, and Han Buyi, the head of the Han family, glanced at each other, both showing puzzled looks.

"What's wrong with the old ghost today, doesn't he seem to be in a good state?"

"Who knows, don't worry about him, finally this old ghost is deflated, just watch the play. ”

"That's right, hehe!"

Five hundred miles away from Ji Xiao, a thin young man looked up with a sinister smile, revealing a distorted face: "I smell the smell of blood......

Not far from him, a big man laughed and said, "Finally, there is enough weight, Lao Tzu is going to suck all his essence blood!"

These two people were the first to rush out of the Xing family, but the strange thing is that neither of them immediately pursued Ji Xiao, but monitored each other, and did not take Ji Xiao to heart at all.

And Ji Xiao, he is no longer ready to chase after the few treacherous monks who escaped from him, the most important thing now is to leave immediately, escape from this ghost plain, and kill so many Xing family members, those really strong people will kill him as soon as possible, and they must leave immediately.

And he had barely taken a few steps when two powerful auras had already locked on him.

Ji Xiao frowned and snorted coldly, "Who is coming?"

In his heart, he secretly thought: Fortunately, they are not Jindan Great Monks, and they can fight, but these two people have strong breath, at least they are half-step Jindan, and they are real geniuses.

The thin monk was like a ghost, floating in front of Ji Xiao, hissing and sneering: "Yes, yes, this body is unexpectedly powerful, if it is refined into a corpse, there may be unexpected gains." ”

Immediately after, a tall and strong figure let out a thunderous roar: "Xing Ba, you get out of the way of Lao Tzu, he is mine, hehehe, this body of essence and blood is really good, I can't wait!"

The thin monk glanced at him disdainfully: "Old Seven, you are too disgusting, if he becomes a dry corpse, how can he refine the corpse." ”

The strong man laughed and said: "It's none of my business, Xiaoba, you get out of the way for me, if you let Xiaojiu come over, there will be no share for the two of us." ”

After finishing speaking, Xing Qi smiled and waved his arm, making bursts of crackling sounds, he threw a punch towards the void, but Ji Xiao felt a strong force bombarding him.

Without hesitation, a red lotus bloomed behind Ji Xiao, the red lotus guard was opened, Ji Xiao was still blasted out dozens of feet away, he could stand still, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Ji Xiao's face turned pale, put down his small regrets, and said softly: "It's really strong enough, my fists are really hard, but my fists are not bad." ”

Ji Xiao put away the White Dragon Sword and slowly raised his right fist, and there were streams of white air rotating on it, which seemed to be extremely slow, but full of momentum.

Xing Qi showed a strange gaze: "It's a little interesting, I actually dare to put down my sword, I want to fight with me, and I will fulfill you if you find death!"

Xing Qi let out a loud shout, and the violent breath wrapped around his fist, like a meteor, rushing out violently, drawing sparks in the air.

Ji Xiao closed his eyes and slowly operated the Xuanyi aura, since breaking through the Lingzhao Realm, his understanding of the Qimen Method has improved rapidly, in fact, in the two years of cultivation, he has already touched the threshold of the Qimen Method, but because the realm is insufficient, he can't comprehend it.

But now it's completely different, two years of understanding and cultivation are integrated, although I haven't really mastered the Qimen method, but the understanding of the starting style, the fist moving mountains and seas has achieved complete control, and has completely reached the realm of soul melting.

In the realm of soul melting, the Tao is integrated into the soul, and it will never be forgotten that the fist moves the mountains and seas as a starting style, and after reaching the realm of soul melting, the real Qimen method is already within reach. At the same time, the Soul Melting Fist is infinitely powerful.

Xing Qi's fist intent was domineering, there was a domineering spirit in it, and a huge strong ghost king seemed to appear behind him, and with the swing of his fist, the mighty aura rolled upside down.

And Ji Xiao didn't move at all, the mighty aura blew his hair, and he was like a statue, motionless.

Xing Qi's figure became bigger and bigger, Ji Xiao's calm breath changed, and a frenzied aura suddenly came out, his fist was raised slightly, and then he roared angrily and slammed out.

The two fists collided, and the aura erupted violently, causing an explosion in the sky, and a stream of gunpowder smoke rose, and a prototype ripple spread around, and the frenzied aura was distorted by two huge forces.

Then, a bone-cracking sound sounded, and Xing Qi's confident face showed disbelief in consternation.

"How so!"

"Ah......h

A neat bone cracking sound came out, and Xing Qi's entire arm actually turned into a blood mist, and was directly shocked into ashes!

Xing Qi let out a monstrous wail, his eyes were blood-red, Ji Xiao indifferently punched again, directly hitting Xing Qi's chest, and in Xing Ba's dull eyes, Xing Qi turned into a pool of blood mist.

Only two punches, Xing Qi, who was famous for his huge strength, was defeated in the wrestling, and at this point, the boxing that Ji Xiao had ignored for a long time once again became his first killing move, and one punch blasted out, annihilating everything.

Xing Ba trembled unconsciously, and muttered, "Old Seven... Dead..."

In the underground, in a cave, an indifferent man hidden in the black air slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Ji Xiao, and showed a greedy smile.

He is the old nine in Xing Qi's mouth, the strongest first person under the Xing family's Jindan, and the first assassin of the Xing family, known as the shadow, Xing Jiu.

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